I seriously wanted to cry today!! I worked last night so I slept a little this morning and planned on laying down with Austin for awhile this afternoon. Well...he wouldn't lay down. UGH!!! I should have got up and started doing something so I would stay awake but I tried to 'rest my eyes' and keep track of the little stinker. I woke up 30 minutes later to a few extra decorations that I hadn't planned on. Austin had found a package of markers!! (Thanks goodness they were erasable!!) I have to admit he is quite artistic. His 'art' was bubbly and carefully placed just the way he wanted it. I had to laugh otherwise I would have cried. I pulled out my camera to take pictures and Austin walked up and started babbling while pointing at his art, telling me all about it. Oh my!! Thank goodness he is so sweet otherwise he would always be in big trouble!! ;)
Ugh. I haven't even typed the first sentence and I have tears in my eyes. My sweet Tyson turns 12 today. I remember the day he was born like it was yesterday. I didn't get to see him for a few hours after he was born but when I did, he was beautiful!! (In all reality he was bruised, skinny, gangely and old man looking but I am his mom I did see that!) He was so sweet!! I remember everyone coming to see him. I loved it!! I met Ryan for the first time! LOL!!! Good times! I remember coming back from my muscle biopsy and crying for my baby. The doctor preferred to have him in nursery as much as possible so I could rest. So the nurses would bring him to me at night to breastfeed and then take him back to the nursery. A few of the nights, the nurse would bring him to me and tell me they would be back in 30 min to get him and when they would return, he wouldn't have fed because I just held him and loved him. Oops! ;) So many memories! It makes me sad to think that in 7 short years he will be going on a mission. I can barely have him spend the night away from home. (I know it sounds dumb and unrealistic but I have anxiety when my kids aren't home. Well...after a few hours that is! LOL!!) Tyson has made me who I am. He is a blessing and ray of sunshine. His sense of humor reminds me to not take life so seriously. His sense of right and wrong reminds me to be Christ like. His determination reminds me that I can do anything. Don't get me wrong he is human and not perfect but in my eyes he is a gift from my Heavenly Father. I will cherish these next few years...they will go by fast. I love you buddy!!!
I haven't posted anything for awhile but I wanted to be sure I added this. My boys are the best 3 little men God could have given me. They are so good to me (let's all remember Austin is still 2...ugh) and I enjoy being their mom. Love you lots and lots boys!!
P.S. Seriously....what would I do without this cheesy face?!
I know every mother feels that excitement when there child plays a sport. To me...watching Jordan play ball is like taking a hit of Morphine or something. It is so much fun! He is cute out there in the field. I can spot him from far away by just the way he stands. The little stinker has the 'adjusting himself' part down pat but I am going to pretend he is fixing his insulin pump. Pretend with me that is what he is doing and let's not think about what the other parents are thinking. ;) The last few games he would catch the ball and just hold it. He didn't know where to throw it...to many people yelling at him. I can only imagine how overwhelming for him. But tonight he figured it out. He played short stop and the ball bounced in front of him, he caught it, threw it to 1st base and got the kid out. How exciting!!! These moments make me forget the crap he pulls at home. I am so proud of Shane for being so good to practice and work with him so maybe Jordan will love to play. Next year...it will be time to watch Tys too. So much fun!!! P.S. Big thanks to my mom for watching Austin a few times so I could actually watch the game. Austin + Ballpark = Nightmare.
Ahhhh!!!! I feel so much better. My little Austin has become a normal little boy. I started him on a herbal supplement (called Focus Formula) that I give him 3 x a day and I can totally tell it is helping. Hooorrraaayyy!!! He is so sweet! He sits and pushes cars. He watches TV. Did you hear me? HE WATCHES TV!!!!! He lets me rock and hold him for awhile. He rides quietly in a seat belt in the car. (Oh how proud that cop would be of my mothering skills now!) He walks around the yard just looking at things. I don't have to close every door in the house so he doesn't destroy everything. I forgot about all the little messes he used to make. Oh so much better!!! Don't get me wrong....he still has little tantrums here and there and insists on taking lids off of all soda bottles. But other than that, he is a jewel! I will post pictures from his birthday party next week. (Hopefully next week) :0)
My little Austin has just about done me in. I'm sure you have heard me whine at some point or another about how busy and messy and naughty and defiant and whatever else he is doing for that day. The last few months I have just kept in my mind this stage will pass. I remember Tyson being somewhat as busy (not near as bad as Austin though) and now he is 11 and is a joy. This trial will pass....that is if I am still alive. I took Austin to the Pediatrician a few weeks ago and reviewed his behaviors and my concerns especially since we already have a son with ADHD. He sat there and watched him go from one corner of the room to the next like a caged animal. He knew what I was saying. After I spilled my guts I felt horrible. I love Austin!! He is a sweet, loving, precious little boy!! I started to cry and I told the doctor that I really do love him but I am struggling right now. He was sweet and gave me a hug (a little awkward but very kind). He set us up with a pediatrics psychatrist in SLC to see what we can do. Our appt isn't until the end of June but I am excited to get this going. I have been trying some herbal supplements the last few days...not much change but I am still hopeful. I think yesterday was my breaking point. The little pill knows how to get out of his crib!! I was sick. Somehow he climbs out, without getting hurt, and plays with his toys. I felt like I was losing all of my freedome. When he is in his crib, I know he is safe and I can relax. I layed him down for a nap today and it took me about an hour to get him to sleep. I was so frustrated by the time he was asleep. I can't do this everyday. I went to Walmart today (I know...I broke the Sabbath) and bought a basic crib. Shane put it up tonight and so far so good. He hasn't escaped yet. Oh I pray he will stay in this crib until we get him figured out or I can reason with him.
My sweet sister left a little comment that said 'New post please'. I know that seems whatever-ish but I could totally hear her saying that in my head with her cute grin. Silly girl....I miss her.
So....not much has been going on at our little house. Well, maybe there has been. Let me start at the top.
Shane-Still his usual unpredictable, fun, loving self. I have been begging him to help me with little projects around the house. His honey-do list is getting longer and longer. So, I have started pestering him enough that he will do a project here and there. He has been working on replacing the bathroom fan for about....3 weeks now. Not bad. Baby steps. He has been golfing here and there. He always apologizes for going out to play a few holes but I know it helps him deal with the stress of owning a business in this economic crisis. Poor guy.
Me-I have been painting the kitchen/dining room. Of course that calls for a few trips to Lowes to 'check things out'. I have picked out a new stove and dishwasher. (I will just beg and use my pretty eyes to get my way. Works everytime!) I don't love to paint but it hasn't been that bad so far. I told myself if I painted I could get new carpet. Yes!!!
Tys-Oh my Tyson. What has he been doing? He has been playing football with his friends after school. He didn't want to play baseball or soccor...I was kind of bummed. But, he loves playing football. Shane has taken Tys and Jordan to the golf course to hit balls. He loves that! He is such a good kid. I am so lucky that he is mine.
Jordan-Jordie, Jordie, Jordie. He didn't want to play soccor or baseball either. Little pill!! We might talk him into playing baseball with his cousin since his Grandpa Busch is the coach. We are holding our breath on that. Jordan is so far behind in school because he was sick for about a week. And I haven't been very good at making him do homework every night so he has lots to make-up. We counted all his pages that he needs to finish and if he does 6 pages everyday until Spring Break is over, he will be caught up. Yahoo!!! Tys and Jordie have been throwing a softball around in the backyard now that it is warm. I love it when they get along and play good together. Oh...they also have been practicing their golf swing. I'm a little nervous about that but no broken windows as of yet.
Austin-Oh my little Austy. Please slow down!! Ugh!! He is the busiest boy I have ever met. At dinner time it is nice to put him in his chair (he is contained...can't go anywhere) and have him eat his dinner. I swear not 2 minutes later, whatever he doesn't want to eat goes on the floor and he is clawing to get out of his seat. Please child, just give me 5 minutes. I have to say he is better about playing with his toys instead of climbing or destroying something. That has been nice. If we can just get past this 2 yr old stage. (Oh I hope it is a stage!) Pray for me.
I think that is about all. Not to exciting but enough to make a new post.
I have to hurry and write this all down because it is so funny and I don't want to forget!! My Jordan....God bless his little soul....is truly testing the waters lately. He has a horrible habit of talking, crying, singing, etc. SO loud!! I swear his volume is 'loud' and 'even louder'. Ugh!! I pick up the kids from school and they all are just yelling trying to tell me about their day. Who knows what that is about. So, I have to remind Jordan to turn his volume down. Today, Tyson 'accidentally' (or so he says...hmmm mmm) stepped on Jordan's foot and made him cry. Jordan's cry wasn't just a normal cry, it was 'I need to get as much attention as possible' cry. In fact, Austin started to cry because he was being so loud. I sent Jordie to his bed for awhile. We both needed a time out. He also has learned that if he apologizes a few minutes after being on his bed, that I might let him off his bed. (That is another issue I am working on) So, here he comes and starts apologizing and begging to get off his bed. I wouldn't let him off so he went crying to his room again. I went upstairs to make dinner and Jordan comes upstairs with a bag packed with clothes and toys and tells me his is 'moving'. I instantly got a flashback of when I told my parents I was 'moving'. Funny! I asked him why he was 'moving' and he started saying how nobody loves him and we need to be nice to him. He starts crying while telling me all of this and his last sentence was ' please let me stay, I will be good'. I laughed so hard! ( He might need therapy now but at the moment it was so funny! I'm not the one who said he had to move. Oh dear.) He started going towards the front door and said 'this is your last chance or I am moving.' I asked him where he was going, he said he was going to Grandma's. I asked him which Grandma and he said 'Grandma Busch'. He didn't have shoes or a coat on so I told him maybe he should call Grandma Busch and have her come pick him up. He turned around and said 'If I knew her number I would!' and stormed out the door. I knew that wouldn't last long, it is cold outside! 5 seconds later he came through the front door again and said 'Okay, this is your last chance. I'm not moving.' Oh....that was the funniest thing I have seen in the longest time. So...a point for Grandma B. and we are going to start learning her number tomorrow.
Just real fast....I have to post this picture!! My little Austin is the funniest little boy. When he was born he looked exactly like Shane's Grandpa Busch. Exactly! Usually when moms see their babies for the first time, they think...'Ooh he is cute!', or 'He looks like my other baby', ect. Well, my first thought was 'He looks just like Walter!'. Nothing wrong with looking like Grandpa Walter, I was just surprised. Now that he is almost 2, we have noticed little things that he does that reminds us of either Grandpa Walter and Grandpa John. It is so crazy!! Tonight we turned on 'Horton Hears A Who' (his fav movie ever!) and I had to take a picture of him watching it. The photo isn't all that clear but the best part of the pic is his little hands behind his back. Grandpa Walter walked with his hands behind his back exactly like that. It blows me away...so crazy!! And yes....they are/were both short and sweet!
Wednesday was a rough day. I worked Tuesday night so I was running on very little sleep and when kids are fighting, yelling, whining, etc., I can't deal with it. My poor Jordan still has a horrible habit of throwing these fits that include throwing himself on the floor with a blood curdling scream in attempt to get what he wants. I hate it!! You have to understand he was my baby for 5 years and I ruined him. Plus, I have a little soft spot for him because he has Diabetes. Ugh! Back to my point.....Jordan came home from school and kept throwing these little fits and I was tired so I kept putting him on his bed for a time-out. The worst part of it was he would beg me to not make him go on his bed. I am a push-over so he knows that sometimes he can convince me to spare him his time-out. Well, not when I haven't slept much. So, after 7 times of being in trouble, I sent him to his bed for twice the minutes and after dinner he was to go to bed for the night. I could tell it broke his heart but I didn't care. I was to tired to deal with him anymore. After his time out, he brought me a note with a little picture on it. He cried and told me he was sorry. I loved on him but I had to stick to my guns and make him go to bed early. He gave me his note and went downstairs to play. I opened the note and about died. This is what it said: I am sory mom. I am sory for criing and I will do what you say. And here is the little picture that he drew....
I have to record this so I don't forget. I so wish I would have had a blog when Tyson was younger. So many neat things are forgotten. Jordan had a little Baptism Program last Sunday because this year he will turn 8 and be baptized. It was really nice. Jordan didn't say much about the program on our way home. He said he liked the cake, but who doesn't like cake? So, last night, he asked Shane about the 'gift of the Holy Ghost'. I wasn't there for the whole conversation so I am not exactly sure how it went but basically he wanted to know what kind of 'Ghost' he would be getting when he was 8. I never thought of how a 7yr old would view the 'Holy Ghost'. He wanted to know if it was a scary ghost or what exactly did they mean by 'Ghost'. We talked about how the 'Holy Ghost' wasn't really a 'ghost' as he views ghosts but he would be his invisible friend. And he couldn't understand how it would be a gift if you couldn't see him. We had a great talk with him and hopefully we put the answers in words that his little mind could understand. I am so glad he asked us about it. Really, why have a big day when you were going to receive a ghost?
It's really time for a new post. I am tired of seeing the chex mix recipe day after day. I'm not in the 'creative', 'writing', 'sharing' mood. So....until then I will look at this post. A post that took absolutely no effort on my part. Just the way I like it.